i listen to the screams
of agony and pain as
my demons take away
the last breath of life
from him.

the last beat of his heart
sends her over the edge.

because it was too much,
too much for her to handle.

she reached toward him,
but her fingers slipped
through him because it
was too late to save him.

i took his last breath of life
into my palms and looked
at it. it was full of love and
affection. for her.

i closed my hand around the
ball of life and crush it in my
palm.

she starts to kneel to the ground
while holding his hand to her face.

desperate for him

i looked down at her with disgust

she looked so pathetic there
kneeling beside a dead boy.

there's no such thing called 'love'.
there never was.
                               *it's all just an illusion.